52 Weeks of Gratitude: week 6. A friend

This is my friend Sarah (laying down on the job) and my other friend Kim, when we decided to rip off our deck and build a new one this fall.

 

My kids think Sarah's given name is her first and last name together and they never refer to her as anything other than the combination of these names together in one breath. Like "SarahFarrahFowler". I find it amusing, and also mostly refer to her in this way also. 

Sarah and I have known one another for a few years.  We met through foster parenting but live about 10 km apart . Translation : we are pretty close neighbours. In the last year we have spent more time together and become closer as friends. She comes over here and builds a deck. I go there and pluck and gut dead chickens. You know - we do "friend" stuff. We are like "Sex in the City" only its "Sex in the Country", only theres no sex. Whatever. You get it.

I'm grateful for SarahFarrahFowler.